Monday, July 4, 2016
Katherine Wolf suffered from a devastating brain stem stroke in 2008. She was a young mother with a six month old son when the stroke occurred, and by the odds she should not have survived. But the book she and her husband, Jay Wolf, wrote about the experience is all about defying odds and coming together with the strength of Christ behind them to help Katherine live a fulfilling life. Hope Heals is an incredible story of how quickly life can change, and how to proceed with faith in the midst of extreme uncertainty.
Hope Heals is written from both Katherine and Jay's perspective, but Jay and his experiences as a father and caregiver feature more prominently than Katherine's words. They are both excellent writers though, and the narrative doesn't feel jumpy or tied together awkwardly like it sometimes can with more than one writer.
Katherine writes so honestly about how difficult it is to be a disabled mother. My heart went out to her as she wrote about hearing her son call from his crib, but being unable to pick him up or go to him. Jay's story is one of incredible compassion and a true understanding of marriage vows and what it means to care for someone who is ill. And both Katherine and Jay write about how Katherine's stroke changed their lives and focus, and led them on new unexpected paths. Katherine should have died, but she lived, and recovered better than expected, which led both Katherine and Jay to understand the deep goodness and grace of God and how His plans are far greater than ours.
Hope Heals is an honest story about love, faith, an incredible medical catastrophe, and what a life can look like if God is allowed to lead.
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012
This morning I spoke to a grief and loss class at a local college about my experience with loss. I was a nervous wreck beforehand, but managed to hold it together and get through without crying.
The class had good questions for us after we spoke (I shared the time with Annie Willems, founder of Calvin's Hats). And at the very end a few people came up and thanked me personally. I received a few hugs too!
It may sound strange, but I am proud of myself for sharing about Charlotte, and glad it went so well. This is how I mother her now, in bits and pieces, in memories shared, and stories told. I stood up and told our story today and as I spoke I felt like I was stepping onto a new path and finding deeper healing.
It's like I wrote a few days ago: I've come through. And I don't know when it happened, or how, but it did.
A year ago I couldn't have imagined standing up and speaking about Charlotte's life. Now I want to do it again, if only because there's something meaningful in the passing on of her story, in adding a handful of people to the already large number who carry a bit of her with them.
Sweet baby girl.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
There is so much on my mind lately, so many things I can't express.
As I watch and watch and watch a video of myself speaking about Charlotte in (over) preparation for Wednesday, memories, moments, pauses in time come back to me in pieces and fragments.
Sometimes I cannot believe this is my life.
The beauty of a Saturday evening walk and a long anticipated golden wheat beer mixed with sorrow, longing and loss.
But that's life for everyone; a crazy mix of good and bad and moments we can't believe we've come through.
That's the one truth that shines from the video as I speak of her:
I came through.
I've found peace.
I can let her rest.
I am ready to let her life with its unknowns and uncertainties be.